The noise and intense pain woke Murong Lingfeng from the darkness, she opened her eyes and looked at the oilcloth above her head, the pain all over her body seemed to have intensified a little.

It took a long time for her consciousness to come to her senses, and she twisted her neck in a tearing pain to figure out where she was.

At this moment, a young girl dressed in linen came in with a basin of water, and when she saw her, she immediately ran to the bedside, "You are awake!"

The girl soaked the towel in a basin of water and wrung it out, gently wiping each finger for her, "You are so badly injured, I thought it would be a long time before I could see you open your eyes." ”

Murong Lingfeng secretly tried to get up from the bed with all his strength, but the girl found out about her intention and hurriedly stopped, "Don't move, you are all injured, and it took me a night to help you bandage it." The girl lowered her head in some shame, "However, I don't have many medicinal herbs to get my hands on, and I'm really sorry that I can't completely heal your injuries." ”

She felt sorry for her powerlessness, and at the same time, she insisted on not letting Murong Ling get up, "If you want something, I can help you get it." Or do you have any needs, you tell me, although there is not much I can do, but I will definitely try my best to help you. The girl looked at Murong Lingfeng with those hopeful eyes, and her enthusiasm made the little boy a little dazed for a while.

"Can you give me some water?" Murong Lingfeng said in a hoarse voice.

"Look at my brain!" the girl quickly ran to the low stool on the side, filled half a bowl of water with a broken porcelain bowl, and carefully brought it to Murong Lingfeng's mouth, she held the bowl in one hand, put the other hand on the back of the little boy's head, and put her head up, "Drink quickly, you must be thirsty!"

There was a sound of Ding Lingdang in his ears, and Murong Lingfeng realized that the girl's hands were locked by an iron chain. The girl noticed her gaze, but blushed and did not withdraw her hand, as if she did not want to explain anything.

Knowing that half of the bowl of water had been fed, the girl helped her to lie down. "Would you like to sleep a little longer? I'll help you get something to eat?"

"Phew! The rice jars in the team are almost bottoming out, where is there still extra food to feed such a waste man!" A man wearing shorts and a vest with a machete at his wrist opened the curtain and walked in, he glanced at Murong Lingfeng, and turned to the girl dissatisfied, "Why do you keep such a waste person? Why don't you throw it away quickly! There are not a few taels of meat to feed the livestock, and it is disgusting to look at, who would want her?"

The girl remembered her red eyes, "You promised me that I would save her!"

"I promised you to save her, but I didn't promise you to raise her! Because of her, the team's trip has been delayed, if this continues, when will we be able to reach Xiaocheng? Don't give her food, and today I don't even have your share! Damn, a slave dares to ride on Lao Tzu's head? It's just a cheap guy who was left over from Lao Tzu's play, and he really thinks that he has turned over and escaped from slavery?"

The girl lay on the ground and curled up to hug herself, her mouth closed so that the choked sound would not come out of her mouth. Tears fell to the ground one by one, and were quickly absorbed by the loess.

Murong Lingfeng lay on the bed and didn't make a sound, she knew that the comfort at this time would only make the girl even more embarrassed.

The girl cried sadly for a long time, and then she remembered that there was another person in the tent. She hurriedly wiped away her tears and got up, her eyes were a little evasive, trying not to look directly at Murong Lingfeng, but she still said strongly, "Don't be afraid, I won't let them leave you." I'll try to get you something to eat until your wounds heal. ”

"Where is this?" asked Murong Lingfeng.

The girl shook her head, "I don't know, we're going to Xiaocheng, we've been walking for a month, and it looks like we're almost in the Valley of Dragons." ”

Murong Lingfeng frowned slightly, what kind of place is the Dragon's Valley?"Isn't this the Holy Mountain?" Could it be that they went to the wrong place? Listening to the conversation between the girl and the man just now, they should have picked her up alone, what about Xue'er and Lisheng? Did everyone get separated, or did there be some accident on the way. The little boy didn't dare to continue thinking about it, but she knew that she could only rely on herself in the current situation.

"Holy Mountain!" the girl's eyes widened, and she unconsciously looked to the west. "You...... Are you going to the Holy Mountain?"

Murong Lingfeng nodded.

The girl helped her up, put a pillow on her back to support her, then went to the window, lifted the curtain, and pointed to a majestic mountain in the distance, "There is the holy mountain." The Holy Mountain can be seen from all corners of the Sacred Realm, but it is too far away for us to reach there. Even for the people of the Holy Realm, the Holy Mountain is an unreachable divine realm. ”

Murong Lingfeng looked at the ethereal mountain and clutched the sheets under him. It seems that she has indeed arrived in the Holy Realm, but she is still far away from the Holy Mountain. "I want to go there, do you know any way?"

The girl did not laugh at her inadequacy, but thought carefully for a moment, and finally shook her head weakly. "You also saw that I was just a little slave in the border city, and I hadn't even been to Xiaocheng, so how could I know how to enter the holy mountain?" After finishing speaking, the girl looked at Murong Lingfeng's face with a slightly lost look, and then couldn't bear to say, "Don't be discouraged. Maybe we'll find a way when we get to Xiaocheng. ”

Then the girl talked to her about something else. Murong Lingfeng knew that the girl in front of her was named Xing'er, she was not born a slave, although the family did not have any property, she was also a scholar. Xing'er's father is a Langzhong, Xing'er has followed her father since she was a child and learned a lot of medical pharmacology, which is why she can save the little boy in such a difficult situation. Later, the father caused a big disaster, because he didn't want to heal the old man who was already dying, so he let the old man's son beat him to death, and Xing'er, who had just turned sixteen, was also sold to traffickers by the group of bullies. Because of her good looks, the traffickers planned to take her to Xiaocheng to sell for a good price, no, she stayed in the traffickers' team for two years, and the traffickers finally saved enough money to go to Xiaocheng.

Murong Lingfeng didn't know how to describe the girl in front of her, she had plummeted from such a happy life, but she could still maintain such confidence and cheerfulness.

"Why did you want to save me?" In the end, Murong Lingfeng still asked the doubts in his heart. From the man's words just now, she could hear that Xing'er was afraid that she had made a lot of sacrifices in order to save her. Is it really worth it just for a stranger you've never met?

Xing'er let her lie down along the edge of the bed, dipped her hair in water, and rubbed it gently, "My father taught me that healers are benevolent. As long as this man is saved, we have to try. No matter what the circumstances, life is the most precious. Nothing can match it. The little boy's hair was black and soft, and Xing'er stroked his satin-like hair, and he couldn't put it down for a while, "Actually, I also have selfish intentions." I used to have a younger brother, but he only lived three years and died when I was five years old. His hair was dark and shiny, and had the softness of a child. My favorite thing to do when I was a kid was to pinch a handful of his hair and play with it. Speaking of this, Xing'er couldn't help pinching the little boy's hair again, "Your hair is as soft as a child, it's so good!"

Murong Lingfeng never thought that he was rescued because of this hair.

Her hair was washed, and Xing'er helped her up. Murong Lingfeng glanced down and was suddenly stunned. Xing'er immediately understood her abnormality, and hurriedly picked up the basin of water to pour it out. Murong Lingfeng grabbed her wrist and calmly spit out two words, "Put it down." ”

"I ......" Xing'er hesitated for a long time, and finally put down the basin according to her wishes.

Murong Lingfeng looked at the reflection reflected in the basin of water, and slowly stroked his cheek, a face full of scars. The little boy couldn't breathe anymore, Xing'er hurriedly came over and patted her on the back and comforted her, "It's okay, you just hurt your face, it's going to be fine, everything is going to be fine!"

Murong Lingfeng fell on the bed, she didn't know what mood she was in to face all this now. Perhaps, when she had everything before, she didn't care about her appearance, because she was the best in the world if she didn't apply powder. But now, she has nothing, why should she be like this?

Murong Lingfeng stretched out his hands and looked at the scars on his hands and arms—it turned out that this was called a bruise all over his body, and no one would be spared. The little boy suddenly felt a heart-rending pain in his chest, "Ah——!hhhhhh

Xing'er had no choice but to hug her tightly. After a long time, her pain finally eased. Xing'er took out a dagger and handed it to her. "I don't know what you've been through, but I pulled this dagger out of your chest, and if you want revenge, maybe this will be a clue. ”

Murong Lingfeng looked at the dagger in front of him, but what appeared in his mind was the scene where Li Sheng inserted the dagger into her chest, and the sentence - "Trust me, don't be afraid!"

The little boy didn't take the dagger, but moved his gaze to the top of the tent, tears flowing down his temples and dripping onto the pillow - it was really uncomfortable to be stabbed by someone closest to her, should she really believe it?

In the next few days, Xing'er was trying to make the little boy happy. Because the captain gave an order not to give them food, Xing'er could only go to the forest on the side of the road to pick some fruit to feed the two of them when everyone was not paying attention. Because the little boy's injury recovered very slowly.

Xing'er secretly hid the little boy in the carriage that transported the goods, because the girls' feet were too slow, and they were allowed to sit in the carriage in the procession. Xing'er hid the little boy between the two goods, and then sat outside by herself, blocking her with her body, and others really didn't find out. Or some people noticed it, and they also turned a blind eye under Xing'er's demanding eyes. Murong Lingfeng followed the team for about half a month, and she was already able to walk a few steps simply, although her body still hurt.

In recent days, she has noticed that the team has become more cautious and has moved much faster. Five or six groups of people would be arranged to keep vigil every night, and the atmosphere in the team was extremely tense.

Murong Lingfeng was puzzled and asked Xing'er what was going on.

Xing'er mysteriously leaned into the little boy's ear, "I'm about to arrive in the Valley of Dragons!"

"Dragon's Valley?" Murong Lingfeng remembered that she seemed to have heard Xing'er talk about this place, but at that time, she was just passing by, and did not ask in detail, "What is that place?" Looking at the reactions of everyone in the team, this is not like a good place.

Xing'er nodded solemnly, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid." Legend has it that there are all kinds of demons and monsters in the Dragon's Valley, and for tens of millions of years, many people have intentionally or unintentionally broken into the Dragon's Valley, but no one has returned!" Xing'er thought of something, and lowered his voice to approach the little boy and said, "My father once said that the Dragon's Valley is actually the entrance to hell, and those who trespass into the Dragon's Valley actually enter hell. The gates of hell are easy to enter and exit, but there is no return. ”

Murong Lingfeng frowned slightly—Dragon's Valley...... Could it be the Gates of Hell? Could it be the one she's been looking for?

Just as she was thinking, the goods around her were suddenly moved, and she was suddenly exposed to the sun. Xing'er screamed in surprise, and Murong Lingfeng also turned his head to take a look, only to see that the man who humiliated Xing'er that day, the captain of the team, was standing there with a big knife, looking at her with a fierce face.

Xing'er ran out of the car and wanted to intercede with the man, but he kicked Xing'er to the ground, "Lock up this cheap goods for Lao Tzu! Don't give her food for three days!" His subordinates hurriedly ran over and pulled Xing'er, who was still crying and struggling, away.

Only the man and Murong Lingfeng were left looking at each other. The man looked at her for a long time, and actually smiled, "What a bold person, ordinary children are already scared when they see Lao Tzu!"

"I'm not a child. "The little boy has even defeated a dragon, how can he be afraid of a robber trafficker?

"It's the same with the girls!" the man scolded, "for the sake of your kindness, I don't care about you." Leave my team from now on, where are you going, I don't care, and I have no obligation to raise an idler!"

The team walked away very openly, leaving only Murong Lingfeng standing alone on the side of the road. She looked up at the ethereal sacred mountain in the sky, and then at the dense fog-shrouded woods not far away. The little boy gritted his teeth and walked towards the woods. She wanted to gamble, maybe this valley full of demons and monsters was the place she was looking for on this trip!